A Cuckold Gets Married

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Three and a half hours before he was about to get married to Emily, Ryan received the strangest text message ever. He shouldn’t have responded. It was bad luck, he thought, to see his wife before the wedding. Yet, here he was replying to her in an attempt to find out what she wanted.Ryan shook his head at the terse responses he was getting and the somewhat angry replies of ‘why he should get round to her house right now?’ He shook his head in despair, but he knew that when Emily got in a mood like this it was best to humour her. Ryan hadn’t even started to get ready for his big day. He picked up his car keys, threw on a jumper and slacks and headed out the door. His best man, David, was approaching the house as he opened the door.“Gotta, go Dave,” he said, “I won’t be long.”“Where are you going Ryan, you’ve got to get ready!”“Long story, I’ll tell you later. I won’t be long, promise,” replied Ryan as he slipped past Dave and continued towards the car.“Grab yourself a beer mate, top shelf of the fridge,” he shouted as he got in the car.Ryan was shaking his head all the way to Emily’s house wondering what on Earth she wanted and why it was so urgent that she had to see him right now. Fortunately, she didn’t live that far away and within ten minutes he had arrived at her house and was knocking on the door.Emily opened the door in her white wedding dress. Her blonde hair was plaited and braided in parts and a few curly wisps of hair fell around her cheeks. Her dark green eyes drilled into his. She had been ready ages ago and all the make-up artists and hair stylists had already left the house.Ryan thought that she looked amazing, and in less than three hours he would be married to her. He felt like the luckiest man in the whole world.Emily hurried him inside. “I’ve got a problem, a fucking big problem that you need to help me with,” her words were urgent; delivered in an almost commanding tone.Ryan entered the house as the door was slamming shut behind him.“Get in the lounge now,” instructed Emily.Ryan walked into the lounge. Emily followed right behind him. “Sit down,” she instructed.Ryan whined and raised his hands in the air, “What’s the problem? Tell me!”Ryan sat on the sofa and Emily started to pull her dress up. Ryan smiled at the sight of her white stockings and garter. “Can’t this wait until after the wedding?” he smiled.Emily pulled the dress up further. She placed one of her legs on the sofa next to Ryan’s thighs, opening almanbahis şikayet her legs for him to gaze at her pussy.“Ryan, we are getting married in under three hours, and unless you want to see your friend’s cum, running down my legs while I walk up the aisle, I suggest you stop complaining and lick my cunt.”Ryan’s mouth fell open. He looked up at Emily and then down at her pussy. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. What friend? He wouldn’t have believed it was the truth had he not noticed a trickle of white fluid seeping from the folds of her pussy.“Now, get a little closer with that mouth of yours and help me out. Richard’s left plenty for you,” The smirk on Emily’s face belied her innocence.Ryan was on a different planet. He was thinking ‘what the fuck’ but he was edging closer to her pussy. He digested her words once more, the ones regarding his friend and he found himself shaking his head. This is wrong, he thought, Emily wouldn’t have done that, not to him.Ryan felt a hand on the back of his head. The slight pull towards Emily’s pussy was enough to topple him forward. For some reason, he just opened his mouth and extended his tongue, just in time for the developing drip of cum to land on it. In a state of disarray, Ryan took the drip into his mouth and swallowed, unintentionally.“Good boy, now before you dive in there and suck all his cum in one go. I want you to take a minute and reflect on what a lucky guy you really are.”Ryan looked up at Emily. He could just make out her smile over the ruffled folds of the dress that she was holding with one hand. With her other hand, she pulled him towards her cunt.“There’s lots more up there. Nothing is to be left behind. The last thing I want is to leave a trail,” she told him.“That’s it, Ryan, extend your tongue and lick me, encourage all that spunk to come out.”Ryan said nothing as he licked at her folds and pushed his tongue inside her. He wiggled it around, separating her folds, then he cupped his tongue and licked it upwards into her cunt.“That’s it, I can feel it, honey, his cum is almost on your tongue. Just keep licking.”On the second upward scoop of his tongue, Ryan felt a dollop of spunk fall on his tongue. It was salty, but not unpleasant. He hesitated to take such a large amount into his mouth.Emily’s husky voice encouraged him, “Swallow it, honey, it’s the only way to help me out.”Ryan swallowed. His mouth turned up at the edges; in his head, the thought almanbahis canlı casino of what he was doing felt wrong and degrading. Yet it was Emily that was making him feel this way. Emily had fucked his friend and was now making him eat his cum. He looked at Emily, all innocent like in her white dress and realised that she was about to travel to the church to marry him.There was no letup and he was encouraged to dive in for some more. It wasn’t until Emily was satisfied that all the spunk was removed from her cunt that she let the pressure from her hand relax; allowing Ryan’s head to fall from her pussy.“Lovely, you saved me from embarrassment,” Emily laughed, mockingly. “You should go and get ready. It’s not long now and I will be all yours.” Emily swooned in mock delight at her pending marriage to Ryan; her eyes betraying her words.Emily dropped her dress as she let Ryan get up from the sofa. She saw him to the door. On his way out she shouted, “I love you Ryan, and you are so going to love what happens after the wedding.”Ryan drove home to get ready. When he got there, his best man, David, was beside himself with worry. A few choice words were exchanged between the pair of them until Dave asked Ryan where he had been. Ryan shook his head, “Maybe later,” he replied. There was only about forty-five minutes left for Ryan to shower and get ready. At least, David was still sober, thought Ryan.They made it to the church on time. David and Ryan were up the front waiting as the remnants of the guests arrived. In walked his friend and took his place next to his own wife. Ryan stood there for a good few minutes, eyeballing the man that had fucked his wife, and whose cum he had just eaten. Ryan didn’t know whether to approach him or not, he couldn’t make up his mind what to do. The wedding march blasted from the organ signifying that Emily had arrived. Ryan took a deep breath and looked at his best man, “Dave, I’m not sure about this.”“For fuck’s sake Ryan, now is not the time.”“I know but…”“You would be mad not to mate,” said David, “She looks fucking gorgeous.”Ryan followed David’s gaze down the aisle where his wife Emily and her father were walking towards him. He noticed that she smiled at his friend Richard, but then she smiled at everyone. It was, after all, her biggest day.David was right, she did look fucking gorgeous. She also looked angelic and Ryan knew that to be a lie. It wasn’t that she couldn’t look angelic almanbahis casino of course, but as far as he was concerned, she certainly didn’t behave in an angelic way earlier.Emily stepped up beside him, looked at Ryan and smiled. Emily bit her lip, he’s still here, she thought, after all that. She smiled to the vicar who was about to marry them. Her father stepped to one side, as he left his daughter in Ryan’s capable hands. Ryan’s head was full of questions, without answers.The vicar started talking and the church fell quiet. You could hear a pin drop on the stone floor.He heard, but was not listening to the ceremony proceed, his name was mentioned and then Emily’s and he found himself say the words, “I do.”He wanted to turn to the vicar and ask him the most burning question, Would you marry the woman that earlier that day, made him eat his friend’s cum out of her pussy? As a vicar, would he go through with this marriage?The vicar had not stopped and was not answering his burning questions. Ryan heard Emily’s name first and then his. The words, “For better, for worse,” stung in his head.He heard Emily echo the words, “I do.”Someone, Dave, had handed him a ring which he duly placed on her finger. Emily smiled as he did so. The last words that Ryan heard before the congregation started talking were, “By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”It was Emily that stepped into Ryan to kiss him fully on the mouth. He sarcastically wondered whether she had taken some cock down her throat just before she walked down the aisle.It was a short and glamorous walk back through the smiling and happy congregation. Everyone smiled at them, and they, in turn, smiled back. Ryan was now Emily’s husband.The photographer captured all the necessary images of the day. Everything went well at the reception, the food was excellent, the speeches were funny, everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. Ryan and Emily were staying at the reception venue, their opulent bedroom was only just above them. Emily noticed that it was getting on for about nine thirty in the evening. Emily found Ryan and told him she was retiring to their room. Ryan told her he wouldn’t be long, and that he would just spend a while with his friends and family before joining her.Emily leant into him and whispered in his ear, “Remember what I said… about after the wedding!” She winked as she left to say her farewell to friends on her way to their room.Ryan eventually made it to the bedroom, he looked around for Emily, and she eventually appeared from the bathroom. She was dressed in a white chemise gown. Her full breasts swung elegantly underneath the garment as she walked towards him.

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